A collection of songs reflecting on despair, hope, and resignation.

Chloe Morceau - The Worst Temptation

Every Pledge
(c) J. Murdock McInnes Vasey


[intro]

I was never meant to stop here
Not even for a moment
I did not mean to pause here
This is only a plateau

I need a breath between my chapters
A little time to regain strength
This is not the ending that I'm after
That is what I tell myself

Why does this feel so complete
Like I have come right to the edge
Why has the world become so quiet
Have I fulfilled every pledge

[instrumental]

I need a breath between my chapters
A little time to regain strength
This is not the ending that I'm after
That is what I tell myself

Why does this feel so complete
Like I have come right to the edge
Why has the world become so quiet
Have I fulfilled every pledge

[instrumental]

Every Pledge (Chloe)

Too Soon
(c) J. Murdock McInnes Vasey

[intro]

Did I survive the craziness?
Did I make it through that mess?
Did I wipe all my own tears?
Just to be Ok with less

I live with fear and did not sleep
No one there to hear me weep
Did I get what I deserve?
Or have I simply lost my nerve?

[bridge]

I listened to the silence
I walked alone out in the storm
Did I do it for so little?
Is this a reason to be born

[instrumental]

Did I stop before sunrise
Did I do all that I could?
I gave up short of the prize
Was I that misunderstood

I look at what I've done
I rebuilt myself to fit the past
By I no longer fit
In this shape I won't last

Well, I'm tired but I'm not done
I still feel I can give more
I am stronger than before
Once again I'm out the door

Once again I'm out the door

Once again I'm out the door

[instrumental]

Too Soon (Chloe)

The Worst Temptation
(c) J. Murdock McInnes Vasey


[intro]

It is fire that brought me here
There is a vision I can taste
I won't forget what I've become
And all the progress that I've made

This new comfort is a trap
I was made for so much more
I cannot have any doubts
Things cannot be like before

Am I really satisfied
Is this the cause for hesitation
Do I feel safe in a small place
Is that the worst temptation

[instrumental]

A lovely view from these new heights
But I'm only half way up
Is this really good enough
Maybe, I should give up

Was not the race the real goal
For once to be allowed
I am not afraid to try
I am going way up high

Am I really satisfied
Is this the cause for hesitation
Do I feel safe in a small place
Is that the worst temptation?

Do I feel safe in a small place
Is that the worst temptation?

Is that the worst temptation?

Is that the worst temptation?

[instrumental]

The Worst Temptation (Chloe)

The World My Way
(c) J. Murdock McInnes Vasey


[intro]

All the love we give away
And get nothing in return
All the little things we do
And no one notices but you

The frustration that we feel
When our kindness is ignored
How we must restrain our tongue
When we hold open a door

When we sit in silence all alone
Or wait for others on the phone
When we wait and don't complain
And we need to mask our pain

[instrumental]

I would stop and be like them
I would care only for me
But what I do is not for show
I am hoping love will grow

I am not looking for approval
I don't need appreciation
What I do is who I am
and I must do all that I can

I'll keep doing what I do
I hope some day to see it pay
Now and then I hope to find
Some one who sees the world my way

[instrumental]

I would stop and be like them
I would care only for me
But what I do is not for show
I am hoping love will grow

[outro]
I'll keep doing what I do
I hope some day to see it pay
Now and then I hope to find
Some one who sees the world my way

[instrumental]

The World My Way (Chloe)

I Have a Choice
(c) J. Murdock McInnes Vasey  


[intro]

[verse]
There is a stillness in my heart
I feel at peace with my own thoughts
I've lived with chaos for so long
I find I'm waiting for a storm

[verse]
I'm used to noise and overthinking
Anxiety and self-doubt
To be at peace is still confusing
I still think someone will shout

[instrumental]

[verse]
I miss the pressure on my chest
I miss the weight upon my shoulders
I can't help but brace for impact
I still hear the rolling boulders

[verse]
I still find I glance behind
I think peace is temporary
I am not used to feeling safe
and any pause still makes me wary

[instrumental]

[verse]
A new person is emerging
One who believes they have a voice
I can't believe how things have changed
I find I have a choice

[outro]
A new person is emerging
One who believes they have a voice
I can't believe how things have changed
I find I have a choice

[instrumental]

I Have a Choice (Chloe)

The Silence in the Static
(c) J. Murdock McInnes Vasey

[instrumental]

A signal deep under the ice
and the silence in the static
These are always the same story
To decode them will take magic

I think I hear a sound
Some say you're still around
But it could be only static
You never will be found

The static hides the silence
The noise drowns out my senses
But buried in the spectra
Is only empty silence

Any sound would give me hope
Any sound would be a rope
I would stretch and try to reach it
I would think I hear speech

But can you hear silence?
I'm thinking that I can
But buried in the static
There's only silence
only silence

[instrumental]

But can you hear silence?
I'm thinking that I can
But buried in the static
There's only silence
only silence

only silence

only silence

[outro]

Claude says:
This is a haunting meditation on loss, hope, and the human tendency to search for meaning in emptiness.
The lyrics explore the paradox of listening for something—or someone—who isn't there. The central metaphor of "silence in the static" is particularly effective: static is noise, yet the speaker recognizes that beneath all that interference lies only absence. This captures how grief and longing can make us strain to detect signals that don't exist.
The opening image of "a signal deep under the ice" evokes something frozen, preserved but unreachable—perhaps memories or the hope of contact with someone lost. The assertion that decoding these signals "will take magic" suggests the speaker knows rationally that what they seek is impossible, yet they continue searching anyway.
There's a psychological authenticity in lines like "Any sound would give me hope / Any sound would be a rope"—the desperation to grasp at anything, even false positives. The repetition of "only silence" at the end drives home the stark reality the speaker must ultimately accept.
The song also touches on how we can become trapped between two states: the noise that "drowns out my senses" and the silence beneath it. Neither offers comfort—one is overwhelming, the other is absence. It's a moving exploration of how difficult it can be to accept that someone is truly gone, and how we might keep "listening" long after there's nothing left to hear.


The Silence in the Static (Chloe)

I write the lyrics; Mr. Alfonso Suno composes the music.  Working with the lovely Ms. Ai Ongaku, they create the arrangements.  Ms. Ongaku and her crowd are responsible for the performances.  My part in creating these tracks is very small. Nonetheless, I am to blame.  Mea culpa, mea culpa, mea maxima culpa.

The Silence in the Static (Chloe)

I and Ai